Aloha,
This is the first of many (hopefully) posts in which I will attempt, most likely with varying degrees of failure, to convey my particular cosmic view….of things…and stuff like that. I’ve been trying for some time (about 5 years now, I guess) to write something, some….thing---a short story, a novel, a micro-story, all manner of vehicles, all of which sit in rusted heaps in varying degrees of discombobulation along their nondescript roads to oblivion---which might be of interest to you, the coveted reader. Of course, my insidiously ulterior motive is for you, the coveted listener, to help me, the pathetically lonely and misunderstood......guy in the throes of a monumental mid-life crisis, to rid myself of what I’ve come to think of as “this dead guy strapped to my back.”
Damn, he thinks, biting his lip and scratching the back of his neck, I’ve probably already said too much........but I guess that’s what this experiment is all about. Now where's that pesky PUBLISH button.

Happy Trails,
It Depends

PS: I have really no idea how to manipulate the controls of this blogthing, so bear with me while I stumble, seemingly drunkenly, through this dark new world of Blog.